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FIC: Backseat Sonnet

Jul 01, 2011 23:35

Title: Backseat Sonnet
Author: blue_fjords
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1900
Pairing/Characters: Dean/Cas
Warnings: none other than purple prose and wanton use of poetry
Summary: Epilogue to J. Alfred Prufrock Grows a Pair: It was three weeks since they'd come together, and another line was going to be crossed. (Basically, Dean and Cas in the Impala ( Read more... )

pwp, spn: dean, spn: castiel, au, birthday, supernatural, c is for cheerleader, q is a rock star, spn: dean/castiel

Comments 63

qthelights July 2 2011, 04:02:54 UTC

NNNNNNGggghhh YES. This is what it needed omg.

The rain, the poetry, the touch. LOVE IT.

blue_fjords July 10 2011, 00:19:42 UTC

Thanks, sweetheart! You were the inspiration -- in a non-creepy way. In a 'you got me to write it' way.

morganoconner July 2 2011, 07:22:43 UTC

Oh God.

Oh my fucking God, poetry and sex and oh my God.

*dead*

blue_fjords July 10 2011, 00:23:17 UTC

Poetry and sex should always be combined. Or at least, more often than they are. :)

mulder200 July 2 2011, 07:49:00 UTC

"Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth," Castiel murmured. "For your love is better than wine."

"The Bible, Cas? Really?" Dean teased, tapping his fingernail against the buckle, proud to recognize the verse, proud to share the knowledge of his knowledge with Castiel, like a secret handshake they had to get into their clubhouse.

"Shut up and kiss me," Castiel demanded, and Dean grinned, sliding back up his body to kiss him, fucking his mouth with his tongue, so deep, wet and messy, as one hand snaked down to unbutton Castiel's jeans.

LOL!

"Oh, God, I, uh, your eyes!" Castiel's hand moved from his balls to his dick, stroking with long, calloused fingers. Dean had watched his fingers grip a lacrosse stick and imagined what they would feel like so many times, but the real thing put all his imaginings to shame. "Your eyes, I uh, I love it when you look at me." Just as Castiel was looking at him now, his eyes dark blue pools he could drown in. "I want you to always be looking at me 'cause I feel - shit! Fuck!" He was so close, so close ( ... )

darkestnight01 July 2 2011, 14:27:06 UTC

*moans* god yes please this...

nnnggghhhhhh!

*ded*

blue_fjords July 10 2011, 17:24:50 UTC

And follow-ups should always be porny! LOL. Glad you liked it!

malcolm_doyle July 2 2011, 08:14:26 UTC

I didn't even know that I needed an epilogue until I saw you had written one! This was amazingly intense, such a great use of words. Marvelous job!

blue_fjords July 10 2011, 17:29:59 UTC

Thank you! I'm glad I could provide for your unknown need. (That sounds a little perverse. I mean that in a non-perverse way.)

wolfrider89 July 2 2011, 08:33:17 UTC

God, this was breathtaking! And, you know, so. damned. hot!

I'm so very, very happy you wrote this, and now I want to re-read J. Alfred Prufrock Grows a Pair!

Just the thought of Cas reciting all this poetry while being all sweaty and wet and turned on is... um, yeah, I'll be in my bunk. Thank you for this! <3

blue_fjords July 10 2011, 17:35:17 UTC

Cas has the perfect voice -- for everything. Poetry, reciting an engineering manual, coming...